After General Jin Zhixun of Champa saw the confession that Sun Dapao gave him, his pupils suddenly dilated and he shouted incredulously:
"You...how dare you do this?"
"Champa is a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty. If you do this, you are risking the disapproval of the world, and your emperor will not let you go!!"
"Shut up, this is the war you started by occupying the city. It's all your own fault. Who dared you to take advantage of the chaos to occupy my Ming Dynasty's territory!"
When Sun Dapao saw that Jin Zhixun dared to talk back, he immediately shouted:
"Since you dare to invade the Ming Dynasty's land, you must be prepared to bear the Ming Dynasty's wrath."
"I'm too lazy to give you nonsense, so hurry up and sign the confession, or I'll kill you."
"No, no, I can't sign. If I sign this confession, I will be a criminal who occupied the city!"
Jin Zhixun looked at the confession in front of him, as if seeing a snake or scorpion, he couldn't help but step back.
When Sun Dapao saw that Jin Zhixun was so ignorant, his face suddenly darkened and he said:
"It seems you still don't understand the situation!"
"We have captured tens of thousands of you. This confession can be signed by you or someone else. The result will not change."
"Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being ruthless."
"Come here, let him sober up. This time, I don't want to see him again!"
The Jin Yiwei Qianhu on the side had already been itching for a long time. He did not expect that Jin Zhixun would dare to betray him and make himself look ugly in front of Mr. Sun.
It seems that the attack was too gentle just now and did not leave a deep impression on this kid.
Seeing that he was about to be taken down again, Jin Zhixun thought of the previous torture that was worse than life and death, and he hurriedly shouted:
"Sir, please calm down and I will sign. I am willing to sign this confession."
"You have one last chance, don't try to challenge my patience again, otherwise I will make your life worse than death!!"
Sun Dapao's face was gloomy and his voice was extremely cold, making Jin Zhixun feel a chill all over his body.
This time, he didn't dare to have other thoughts.
Seeing Ming's false accusation against Champa in the confession, Jin Zhixun finally closed his eyes and wrote his name after struggling for a long time.
The content of this confession is actually very simple. It is just that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were secretly arrested in the city, and Annan was tortured about his defense, with the intention of embezzling the territory of Annan, the Ming Dynasty.
Although the content was simple, Jin Zhixun knew that once he signed this confession, it would mean that Champa would be completely betrayed, and Ming Dynasty could use this confession to invade Champa unscrupulously.
Judging from Daming's attitude, it is clear that Champa has been regarded as a meal by Daming. He believes that it won't be long before Daming comes over.
But as Sun Dapao said, even if he doesn't sign today's confession, others will sign it, and Champa still cannot escape the end of destruction.
In this case, it is better to sign it yourself and save yourself the pain of flesh and blood.
Sun Dapao took the signed confession from Jin Zhixun and nodded with satisfaction, "You know the truth, otherwise I will make you unable to live or die."
"Now that the confession has been obtained, you are of no use. You should just go on your way obediently."
"Come here, pull it down and chop it down."
Jin Zhixun thought he could escape, but Sun Dapao's words made him extremely desperate.
Unloading mills and killing donkeys, crossing rivers and demolishing bridges, is this man in front of me a devil?
Two tall and thick Ming soldiers behind him immediately grabbed Jin Zhixun's arm and started to drag him outside. Judging from the situation, Jin Zhixun would be dead and dismembered in a short time.
"Sir, please spare my life. I am willing to surrender, I am willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty, and I am willing to lead the Ming army. I am still useful. Please spare my life, sir!!"
In order to survive, Jin Zhixun no longer cared about his so-called dignity at this moment. He couldn't help shouting:
"My uncle is the guard commander of the royal capital. I can convince him to surrender to the Ming Dynasty. Sir, please spare his life!"
Jin Zhixun was dragged further and further away, and was about to be dragged out of the tent. At this moment, he was filled with despair and felt that he must be dead.
At this moment, Sun Dapao finally spoke again:
"Wait a minute and drag him back first."
